. SHHHHH" was about the best I could do. There was only one thing left to do... I would have to suck my way out! How would she like a few *hickies* in...here! I couldn't help but wondering. Probably wouldn't even notice them! Ha-ha-ha! Having never actually *given* anyone a hickey, I wasn't even sure I knew how to do it. But I guess it was worth a try. With everything moving there was no way to get a hold of her skin until the moment I had been waiting for arrived: Jenny took a break. I latched. ”“You’ve been fucked 20 times today Layla?” Derek asked looking a little surprised.“No, no.” Layla replied, “it’s just a little joke between us.”“Twenty two times actually.” I joked and Layla thumped my arm then said,“You should be so lucky.”“Oh but I am. So where does this pub crawl start Derek?”“The Irish bar, 10 p.m.”“We might just see you there Derek.” I replied.“Gotta go,” Derek said, “I’m working on that blonde for tonight.”With that Derek was gone leaving Layla and me standing waist deep. Her body proclaimed what she was and the two additional hours she spent in the parlor proving the fact would not be something she’d ever forget.Karen had shed a tear or two with the painful piercings and many more than that with the tattoo. Being made airtight by a tattoo artist and two bikers afterwards was both her reward and punishment. To her, the sex had been out of this world even as she cried in humiliation at the degrading things she was made to do to satisfy everyone.What she hadn’t. I was very impressed. He was forty-three years old, six foot three inches tall and weighed two hundred and fifteen pounds. The fact that he was very handsome didn’t hurt either.After some small talk, we got undressed and I was totally mesmerized by his seven and a half inch thick, cut cock. I was a little embarrassed by my modest five-inch, average, cut cock.After some mutual sucking, he put on a condom. He thoroughly lubricated his cock and my ass. I was a bit apprehensive as his cock was even.